She would sit alone by the bank Always coming home so late She?d take off all her clothes and jump in I?d be giving up, man, if she?d be giving in Baby
't no subtraction, only cash to divide, we gettin' money Bank roll super-sized, whether rain, sleet, sunny Let the good times roll and the bottle keep coming
Coming out swinging like Tiger Wood's wife Yeah she could get a little hasty Chicks better cover up there chests like pasties Couple girlfriends and they all a little crazy Coming
re so far apart I'm tired of imitations Running out of patience Tryin' to replace Replace your heart Must be crazy if I let you go You were everything I need to know Come back home
get dirty like we running in the mud We 7:30 livewires Unplug off the chain, utterly untame Put the gun to your frame, bitch a bloodstain Hard to come
Y'all fake niggas not setting a trend We never listen to them, it's like trying to take a piss in the wind My home team doing visitors in, yo don't
be coming home again Heal me lift me Take me, take me to the waterside Drop me in Come on and watch me swim Let everyone know I'll be coming home again
After your laughter like thunder After your skin like coffee and cream After it takes our bodies into the night After we've come to the extreme I wanna
to get my hands on riches Too busy chasing you, to nodes all the differences People see me now, where they go, snapping pictures When you go I come running
me) Get'em Tiger Get'em Tiger Go get'em Go get'em Go get'em Tiger (That's me) I need help 'cause I know I got a problem Every bad bitch I come across
a lie that could almost be true Ah, Mother American Night, here comes the light Goin' around, that's what I'm gonna do Goin' back home that's what I
Loose Lucy is my delight She comes running and we ball all night Round and round and round and round Don't take much to get me on the ground She's my
You hear that sound Thats the sound of little feet Running away from home Little feet are always running away from home To find bigger feet And they usually
Bank head bouncing to that dumb shit so what mo can you come wit Yeah, they can bite but cannot be us They can come and pick up little slang but cannot
my door No, it's not okay 'Cause you keep running in and Running out of my heart Again and again and again And again and again and again You come back to me boy You come
home for me But oh, no, I can't let you get the best of me Even though deep inside something's dying to see How you flow out them clothes Then you put it on me Feelings coming
home for me But oh no, I can't let you get the best of me Even though deep inside something's dying to see How you flow out them clothes then you put it on me Feelings coming